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HindustanTimes Fri,11 Jul 2014

Pratik Kanjilal

A refreshingly different take

In comparison, writing in English seems so depressingly middle class, so utterly divorced from the new social reality of an India where the underclass is increasingly restive and creatively assertive, writes Pratik Kanjilal.

Dark side of the moon story

India’s lunar mission is doubtlessly a feat to be savoured. But then, before planning to send a man to the moon, can the man on the street get a bit more attention please?

Beware of the glitter in sweets

Apropos of the report Killer coating (October 27), consumers are tempted to buy sweets with silver coating under the impression that such sweets are healthy.

When the world is not enough

The meltdown does set you yearning for the domesticity of our socialist past. In our quest for growth, maybe we’ve overvalued everything to monstrous proportions. Not just assets, but even people, writes Pratik Kanjilal.

Bear the White House burden

As auxiliary verb, one-third of Obama’s slogan, ‘Yes we can.’ Also, one-third of scary hacker slogan, ‘Because you can.’ As noun, one-third of doom-laden phrase, ‘Can of worms.’ writes Pratik Kanjilal.

Time to call a spade a spade

Col Purohit’s arrest has unlocked a Pandora’s Box revealing a long line of radical Hindu orthodoxy but its figurehead, the BJP, unlike Deobandis, finds it tough to disown its protégés, writes Pratik Kanjilal.

The Word this Week

Nurtured in a surreal political culture, we have always known when to laugh, but maybe we’re getting a bit slow. Raj Thackeray’s puny politics can’t be carried beyond the borders of Maharashtra, writes Pratik Kanjilal.

Our terrorising political failure

It’s not intelligence failure that makes us sitting ducks. It’s not the lack of legal deterrence either. Essentially, it’s always one thing that comes in the way of our ability to fight terrorism: politics, writes Pratik Kanjilal.

Sorry, are you talking to me?

Pakistan’s borders now contain three nations ruled by three distinct entities: the elected government and civil society, the jihadis, the khakis and their spooks. It’s a three-nation theory

Making sense of poppy love

Last year, Jaswant Singh had invited ten BJP dissidents to a feudal riyan ceremony in his native village in Barmer, where they allegedly ate opium from his hand as a mark of fealty.

Misa, Tada, Pota, Hakuna Matata!

Half a century of draconian laws with draconian names have done us no good. But the government insists on a new one that is sure to do much more harm than Antulay could ever do, writes Pratik Kanjilal.

Only questions but no answers

This week, everyone is demanding evidence and no one is about to get any. Asif Zardari wants to see concrete evidence that Ajmal Kasab is a bona fide Pakistani.

It is all the same, with a difference

The general elections are near and terror is the core issue. As the demarcation between the policies of the BJP and the UPA diminishes, voters seem to have been robbed of their choices, writes Pratik Kanjilal.

Time to moo the same old tunes

Like 2008, this year too has started with a barrage of problems. For the Chinese, 2009 is the Year of the Immovable Brown Ox in which no change is possible. So, don’t expect good tidings, writes Pratik Kanjilal.

Repackaging reality, again

A Western production like Slumdog Millionaire, Indian in form and content, with a song-and-dance number, has managed to bridge the gap between art cinema and box-office success. Pratik Kanjilal elaborates.
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